Gemotions

The office was unusually quiet. The hum of the computers was the only sound. John was slumped in his chair, staring at the ceiling. The ceiling had never seemed so boring.

The salary comparison, accidentally revealed in a group chat, had soured his mood. The new hire, a recent college grad, was taking home more. He was finding it hard to concentrate.

The world seemed a little grey. His usual enthusiasm had dissipated. He felt a sense of… flatness. He closed his eyes, and the world seemed to tilt.